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The eldest son took off his helmet, asked the servants in the palace to get some sake and silk to wipe the blood on the sword, and then walked away calmly and calmly.
"Dead... dead?"
"What should we do? Do we still have to compete?"
"I'm waiting for this money to pay off my debt, how can I not keep competing!"
Bai Feng couldn't hold back the anger in her heart and followed the eldest son back to the living room to meet Mr. Li again. At this time, the two father and son seemed to have a dispute. No one would obey the other's words.
"You traitor! Others have dropped their weapons, why don't you stop? Are you crazy?"
"Dad, aren't you insulting me by asking some farmers, porters, and brokers to compete with me all day long?" The eldest son said: "On the battlefield, can my enemy not even be able to hold a sword? This kind of competition What’s the point anyway? Next time I meet an opponent like this, I don’t want to compete anymore, hum!”
After that, the eldest son was about to leave, and he bumped into the young swordsman head-on. Suddenly he felt a cold wind blowing from in front of him, which was very penetrating.
"Did you miss just now?" Bai Feng asked.
The eldest son felt a little strange and replied: "How did I fail? I won! Hahaha, didn't you see it?"
Bai Feng saw that he not only had no regrets, but was also arrogant and arrogant. He couldn't help but smile coldly: "Oh, do you think everyone is willing to compete with you? Wearing armor full of holes and holding a 'fire stick' , to compete with a warrior with excellent armor? It's ridiculous, if you don't have that money, no one will be willing to compete with you, because this is not a competition, just a one-sided killing."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" The eldest son suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly returned to his father's side and asked: "Dad, who is this person? Dare to speak to me like this?"
Mr. Li waved to Bai Feng to show his good intentions, but Bai Feng refused to return the greeting and just stood at the door, standing there like a statue.
"This young hero will be your opponent in the next martial arts competition." Mr. Li raised his hand again and said in respect: "Young hero Bai, I wonder if you can share lunch with us. I may not be convinced by what you just said. I hope you can give me more advice, young hero."
Bai Feng said: "Since your young master only wants to see real moves in the martial arts competition, then we should meet again later..."
After that, Bai Feng left without saying goodbye.
Fu Wentao, Ayu, and Yu Ke, who had been following him, quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"Brother Bai, what did you mean when you just said that?"
Bai Feng said: "Don't interfere in this matter."
"Young Master Bai, you don't want to..."
Bai Feng continued: "Ayu, have you done all the things I asked you to do before?"
"Brother, I heard that the man who was stabbed to death still has a seriously ill wife to take care of. Although Mr. Li has sent someone to make arrangements for his funeral, what should the family do?"
The young swordsman did not answer Yu Ke's question, but took what Ayu gave him and said, "Let this young master see how long he can survive on the battlefield." After saying that, he hurriedly left.
In the early afternoon, the competition ground became lively again.
The eldest son's Mingguang armor shines brightly in the sun. There are tentacles on the forehead of the helmet and ear protection on both sides. He wears a gold and iron mask on his face. Every scale on his body has been carefully polished, making it full and dense.
And what about the young swordsman? He was only wearing a worn-out crotch armor. Many of the joints on the armor were broken and cracked. The iron plates on it were like the scales of a dead fish, barely falling off and providing no protection at all.
This is the armor provided by the Li family to challengers.
Only the sword is different, and this is Bai Feng's only chance of winning.
With a "clang" sound, the dragon came out of its sheath.
"Hahaha, your sword looks good... I'll give you a move to see if it can pierce my armor!" After the eldest son said this, he opened his hands holding the sword and shield to face the enemy, extremely arrogant.
Bai Feng smiled and said, "Then I'd rather be respectful than obey my orders."
Having said that, Bai Feng began to slowly move towards the opponent's side - the person wearing the mask had narrow vision, so attacking from both sides was obviously the first choice.
"If you've been circling me for so long and you're scared, you might as well put down your sword and surrender, hahaha!"
"If I were afraid, I wouldn't be here." After saying that, the young swordsman suddenly increased his speed and moved a few steps to the side. He turned around and threw a foreign object from his palm. The object flew through a clever arc and came from the side. It hit the eldest son's ear protection, and the strong concussion caused the gold and iron mask to fly far away.
The young swordsman saw the right moment and struck forward, forcing the eldest son to quickly close the sword and shield on his hands to protect his face.
"Hahaha, it seems that your mask needs to be sewn on your face to be stable." Bai Feng laughed and quickly took a few steps back to distance himself from the other party.
The eldest son asked: "What did you just do to me?" He kept searching the ground with his eyes, and sure enough he found the thing next to the gold and iron mask - it was a flying knife.
"Actually, you actually used a hidden weapon! You are shameless!" The eldest son cursed angrily, and kept moving closer to the gold and iron mask.
"Whoops!" Another flying knife came through the wind and was inserted into the ground between the eldest son and the golden iron mask. The white phoenix came in an instant, and the fast sword was like a strong wind, embedding several lines on the opponent's shield. He jumped into the ravine, then jumped half a step back, and threw a flying knife, pointing it directly at the eldest son's face, forcing him to raise his shield to defend. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he took the sword and lightly touched the empty space under his lower body. He raised the sword horizontally, and blood surged. And out!
His body had to support the weight of dozens of kilograms of treasure armor. At this time, his feet were injured by the sword. The eldest son lost strength and fell to his knees. However, Bai Feng showed no mercy and threw several throwing knives.
But a moment later, the eldest son's right eye was injured, and he fell to the ground and curled up.
This was a great victory for Bai Feng, but he was still unwilling to give up. He immediately stepped forward and raised his sword to threaten: "How about it? Does this match the battlefield you imagined?"
"You're cheating! I don't accept it!" Even though he looked ferocious, he didn't forget to hide behind his sword and shield and speak harshly. He had already lost his mind.
"Well, I should let you know my name before I die." Bai Feng looked around for a moment and continued: "My name is Bai Feng!"
As soon as these words came out, people immediately aroused different opinions.
"Is it the Bai Feng who once fought with the eunuchs in Cangzhou?"
"I heard that he later went north to organize an uprising army to fight against the Beiyi invasion!"
"How could such a great hero appear in a place like this?"
The eldest son then asked tremblingly: "Are you really?"
"Rest in peace." After Bai Feng finished speaking, without any hesitation, he swung his sword to take his life.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the servants in the mansion rushed to report the news. One group of people rushed to report the news, while another group of people ran to the mansion as hard as they could. They looked like they were going to sue the officials and kept cursing secretly: "What the hell. Oh, how could this happen to us?"
An unexpected journey seems to have just begun.
